Chapter 542 Art (Part 2)
Not only did the Snow Empress witness this situation, but the incidental onlookers also saw it. However, ordinary people thought it was just the magic crystals dropped by monsters, and even the monster elders with limited knowledge thought so.
They could only sense that the energy contained within the [Dream Flower] seemed to surpass ordinary magic crystals, but they couldn’t identify what this item was.
The students from Stanford University, being high achievers, immediately understood the situation. Classmate Morin, who had been bragging moments ago, instantly changed his expression. He turned to look at the Vice Principal leading the team and hurriedly spoke up:
“Principal, shouldn’t my uncle come down quickly? With so many Dream Flowers, if he hasn’t reached the War God Level, he’ll definitely be seriously injured.”
The Vice Principal, a snub-nosed old man with a slightly pot-belly, also frowned but still shook his head and said helplessly:
“Your uncle didn’t come to participate in the arena challenge on my orders. In fact, he asked me to accompany him by calling in a favor… I heard the Snow Empress specifically invited him, so he definitely won’t withdraw easily.”
“I have to go remind him!”
Hearing this, Morin became anxious. That person was his father’s sworn brother, so he couldn’t just let him be in trouble. Just as he was about to step forward, someone’s voice suddenly rang out, urgent and surprised:
“Look at the sky, look at the sky quickly!”
Following the shout, everyone looked towards that place and saw a cluster of bright light suddenly appear in mid-air above the arena. A butterfly slowly coalesced into a human form, and a light laugh suddenly echoed softly:
“The art performance is about to begin.”
Su Jiu’s voice reverberated on the arena, like a countdown. Some perceptive individuals seemed to have sensed something was wrong. Mr. Bald-Head also straightened up, frowning as he looked at Su Jiu, feeling a sense of unease spreading throughout his body for some reason…
“3.”
Relying on her connection with the Dream Flower, Su Jiu mentally counted down, her expression serene. She had already drawn the loquat branch from her waist and began to gather power—if you throw smoke into a gopher hole, the gophers will invariably come out, and what people should do is…
Whack-a-mole!
If she didn’t take action to drive out the fleeing “gophers,” it would be difficult to eliminate these people with the power of [Dream Flower].
“2.”
“What does she mean? Is the sense of danger coming from her?”
“This Blood Clan member has occupied the high ground. If they try to force their way up, the first few people to go will definitely fall victim to her skills.”
The monsters below began to stir more and more. Their instincts told them that danger was approaching, but they couldn’t pinpoint where it was. This feeling of danger slowly approaching under high pressure without knowing where it was coming from was the most unbearable.
Of course, some guessed that Su Jiu was the problem, but they still didn’t dare to make the first move, as no one wanted to be a stepping stone for others. In this competition, everyone was a competitor.
“What’s going on? I’ve not only practiced fist techniques but also my physical body, why would I…”
Retracting his gaze from the sky, Mr. Bald-Head also felt a sense of danger and landed on the stage. The next moment, his foot felt a slight bump. He quickly lifted his leg to look.
“Dream Flower, but Dream Flower is at most equivalent to a single attack from a Battle King, it shouldn’t have much effect on me, wait…”
It was then that he noticed the Dream Flowers on the ground. The usually calm and composed face suddenly changed slightly. As if thinking of something, he looked around again but found that there were Dream Flowers scattered all over the ground.
“Oh no! It’s a trap set by that Night Watcher…”
His mind immediately sounded the alarm!
“1.”
Continuing to count down in her heart, Su Jiu’s eyes slightly lowered, and the corners of her mouth curved into a slight smile. Her beautiful little face revealed a comical expression, and her faint voice rang out again:
“Art is an explosion.”
“Rumble—”
A massive burst of light lit up beneath the feet of the Elephant Clan youth. The impact from the first [Dream Flower] sent the Elephant Clan youth tumbling to the ground in less than half a second.
The others were also affected to varying degrees, conjuring energy shields and desperately defending with their remaining energy. The weaker ones had slightly reddened faces, and their blood and qi fluctuated unstably.
“It really is her, we can’t just sit on the stage and wait for death.”
Mr. Bald-Head stared intently at Su Jiu, who was smiling faintly in the sky, his fists clenched, clearly preparing to charge straight up.
However, the Elephant Clan youth was in a worse state. He was thrown to the ground by the impact of the explosion, leaving black drag marks until he hit the iron chain to stabilize himself. His legs, which were like small pillars, were blown open and bleeding, looking extremely miserable.
This scene in the arena also caused exclamations of shock from outside the arena. They had no idea what had happened; it all seemed to have happened out of nowhere.
In response to the cheers from outside the arena, the few monsters who still had strength could no longer hold back. Their eyes fixated coldly on Su Jiu’s position, realizing that these underhanded tactics were clearly the work of the opponent, clearly igniting their killing intent.
“Rumble—”
“What are there still?”
Just as a few of them were about to charge forward, more Dream Flowers lit up one after another. They didn’t have time to charge, and neither did Mr. Bald-Head. They had no choice but to give up and continue resisting. The weaker monsters were directly submerged in the explosions.
Amos stood about ten meters outside the arena, staring blankly at the explosions inside the arena, and couldn’t help but curse, “Damn it, this is no arena match at all!”
If it weren’t for the protective formations on the arena, he would probably have been affected too.
Looking at Su Jiu in the sky, Anna’s eyes curved into a smile, and she pointed cutely at the arena, shouting to the stunned Snow Brown Bear below, “Uncle Bear, this is the fireworks we used to have during the Snow God Festival!”
“Fireworks, this is a salute to the god of death… Fortunately, old Bear didn’t participate, otherwise, he would have lost a layer of skin even if he didn’t die. This girl is too terrifying.”
Looking at the arena with colorful bursts of light, Snow Brown Bear swallowed his saliva, not knowing how to respond.
In the already uproar VIP seats, the Snow Empress looked at the sounds of explosions, like those during the Chinese New Year in the Dragon Country. Her slightly opened mouth closed again, and she felt a bit of emotion at how brilliantly Su Jiu’s bombs were set up.
She glanced at the anxious elders, also feeling a bit worried if the person she had invited would really die.
“You really think you have aerial superiority and an advantage, right? Just being an Initial Stage Battle King, not properly picking up scraps, and yet you want to control the arena.”
Kantu’er, positioned behind the energy shields of two Demigod monsters, was also somewhat disheveled. He looked at Su Jiu in the sky and smiled coldly, then clenched his palm. A dark ice blade slid from his sleeve, and blue rules surged behind his back.
“You didn’t expect this, did you? I’ve been secretly charging up.”
Then, his figure shot out like lightning. In the blink of an eye, he appeared in front of Su Jiu. The sharp blade in his hand, without any hesitation, turned into a black streak and wickedly slashed towards Su Jiu’s neck.
Kantu’er’s attack on Su Jiu drew cheers from many races in the audience, but there were also those who were worried about Su Jiu’s situation, such as Anna, who stared intently at the mid-air…
The cheers made Kantu’er even more arrogant, and the smile on his face became even colder. His movements also quickened. Just as he was about to slash Su Jiu’s neck, his expression suddenly changed…
Not good! Not only does she have aerial superiority, but she has also been prepared for a counterattack.
Without any external help, he had only encountered this situation when facing someone whose mental power and speed were superior to his.
Just as he reacted, his alchemy pendant on his waist “cracked,” and the next moment he felt a sharp pain in his back, and he was sent flying to the ground by a massive impact.
“She must have hidden her strength. Could this be a hidden pawn of the Snow Empress?”
Faintly, he saw the veiled figure looking at him with a hint of ridicule in her eyes, and his heart sank.
The force of this attack had already reached the Demigod level, which clearly couldn’t be explained by an Initial Stage Battle King. If he hadn’t had that alchemy pendant for protection, he would have suffered a severe blow from that sneak attack.
Just as he was about to fall into the explosion pile, he quickly stabilized himself by controlling his energy, but the impact still sent him crashing heavily onto the arena stage.
Facing the ongoing explosions, he looked up at Su Jiu in the sky and had no choice but to give up, beginning to resist the incoming explosive energy.
With Kantu’er’s failure, the others also gave up their charges and silently resisted the impact of the explosions, storing their resentment for the final individual matches.
Su Jiu’s maneuver was something Anna found impressive, and more powerful figures like the Snow Empress saw the skill behind it. The latter’s view of Su Jiu rose a notch; he could feel that the Blood Clan girl in front of him was still holding back…
“This Blood Clan is truly despicable, not only using bombs but also a high ground advantage!”
“If anything happens to our tribe’s genius, I’ll fight her to the death!”
The others in the VIP seats began to curse. It’s not without reason that red and blue waves have always been a thing, with the lower side losing first; having aerial superiority means having all sorts of advantages.
Although they were worried about their own people, they understood that as long as the people inside hadn’t revealed their true forms, they were fine for the time being. As for why they didn’t reveal their true forms, one reason was that the arena was too small, and the second was that this was not a one-on-one fight; revealing their true forms would undoubtedly make them targets.
On the other side, at Stanford, the somewhat plump old Vice Principal looked at the stunned students and then at the genius student Morin, who looked like he had seen a ghost. He sighed and patiently lectured:
“Don’t be so surprised. These people and monsters are all top-tier powerhouses. You are still a long way from this level of combat. The fact that it has reached this point is also because that Blood Clan powerhouse deliberately disrupted the match.”
“Professor, although this kind of combat is rare, shouldn’t you be explaining it to the students now?”
After saying that, he frowned slightly, looking at Professor Green, who was also stunned, and couldn’t help but feel a bit resentful. It was one thing for the students to be stunned, but why was he also like this?
Professor Green shook his head, suppressing the astonishment on his face. Before he could speak, Morin, wearing a magic hat, said in a tone he himself couldn’t believe:
“I… I think I’ve seen her in the World Championships…”
“She was our opponent before!”
He used to think that the opponent was not on the same tier as him, but now, it was more than that!
The explosions lasted for about two to three minutes. By the end, even the passers-by had become somewhat numb. They looked up at the sky, never expecting that in this chaotic battle, it was an unknown Blood Clan girl who, in an “artistic” manner, drew the curtain on the finale.
As a cold wind blew, the dust slowly dispersed, leaving only four monsters and one person standing in a disheveled state.
“That’s one of our tribesmen! I didn’t expect him to advance too!” A proud elder from a race like the Snow Turtle tribe shouted excitedly, witnessing his tribesman, a mere Intermediate Battle King, endure through it all…
After all, to encourage the smaller tribes to create disturbances, the Snow Empress would provide rewards from her reserves if they advanced.
Everyone’s eyes turned to the Snow Empress, waiting for her to announce the outcome of the match.
“Wait a minute…”
Unexpectedly, a gloomy voice came next. A horrifying scene unfolded: the greatly exhausted Snow Turtle monster, Shadow, suddenly stood upright, transforming into a human form and swiftly raising a sharp knife, slashing towards the opponent’s neck. The Snow Turtle didn’t have time to react; all he felt was a sharp pain in his neck before losing consciousness…
The person in black, upon transforming, revealed his Black-clad Bishop attire. He then took the monster’s magic crystal from its throat, licked the blood from the blade, glanced at Su Jiu with a cold smile, and then slowly looked at the Snow Empress, saying with a smile, “It’s done.”
